Thompson Vocational High School - Owl Yearbook (Thompson, PA)

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ewiofz paul IT'S A DEAL Barbara Allen, A young real estate agent - - - Margaret, her college-age sister ------ Tacky, Barbara's high school-age brother - - - - Barrett Blake, Barbara's boss ------- - - Owen, Blake's son, in love with Barbara - - Gladys Hubbard, Barbara's rival - - Adelaid Millie, a timid spinster - - - - - Mr. Mac, a bashful bachelor ----- Mrs. Anderson Marsh, a well-to-do client - - - - Isabelle, her giggling daughter - - Ora Moyer, another client - - - - Leroy Moyer, a henpecked husband - - Student Director - - - - - NORMA CHILSON - -' - -JUNE LEE - BOB CARANGELO CARLTON SLOCUM - - -' JIM BYRNE - - - HELEN BUCK MARJORIE NOVAK - - -GIRDON BUCK - MARION REBICH - - JEAN WHITNEY - JOYCE ROSS - - IOE GALONI - DONNA BURMAN Director - - - - MRS. MARY O'NEILL

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tw' We the Senior Class of 1954, being of sound mind, make out the last will and testament leaving our most cherished possessions. William Bechtlofft wills his slyness to John Brown qwatch out for the teachers, Johnj. Girdon Buck wills his size lli shoes to Norman Glover Qkeeps up the firm un- derstanding, Normj. Helen Buck wills her ability to get around the basketball floor to Eileen Slocum fit pays to be small, Eileenj, Donna Burman wills her plaid-lined blue jeans to Miss Javer Qthey don't wear out as fast as pedal pushersj. Jim Byrne wills his ability to get along with Mrs. O'Neill to Grant Fairchild Qwlnk at her once in a while, Grantj. Bob Carangelo wills his many hats to Mr. Chilsonfkeep up my title Man of Many Hats J, Norma Chilson wills her black hair to Joanna Levchak fall you have to do is dye it, Jo l. Pete Dobon wills his ability to get along with girls to Fred Hobbs fone at a time, Fredj, Joseph Galoni wills his acting ability to Donald Spoor Q just keep saying Yes, My Dear, Donj. David Glover wills his baseball ability to Francis Buckfuse a curve ball, Frankj June Lee wills her cook book to Peg Walker fit pays to take Home Ec, , Peg, you don't need a cook bookj. Cleon Lloyd wills his Forest City girls to Larry Livingston fthe blonds are pretty nice, Larryj, Barry Martin wills his newspaper route to Ted Slocum Qwalking helps your phy- sique, Tedj. Marjorie Novak wills her long hair to Ella Jay Qbrush it daily, Ellaj. Marlon Rebich wills her curly hair to Emma Jean Haynes Q just set it every night no matter what time you get inj. Joyce Ann Ross wills her diamond to Joyce Cobb Qkeep it shining, Joyce, I didj. Stephen Saulo wills his basketball ability to Richard Bigelow fit helps to keep hours, Dickb. Carlton Slocum wills his driving ability to Steve Barnes fuse the brake on the corners, Stevej. Emery Thorn wills his musical ability to Russell May Qlearn the scale first, Rut, it helpsj, Willard Westcott wills his mathematical ability to George Cobb fstudying helps, Geol. Jean Whitney wills her Endicott boys to Marlene Klym QIt's better when they are out of town, Marlenej. To the Faculty and Underclassmen, we leave the School house, Qintact and uninjured, except for a broken window here and therej. We, the undersigned, do solemnly swear that this last will and testament, is ours, and that we do offer our signatures as witnesses. Joyce Ann Ross Carlton Slocum

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CLASS MOTTO We, the class of Nineteen Hundred and Fifty-four have chosen as our class motto, Heights Beckon Us. To us, our motto means that we will never stop, but keep climbing toward success. It also signifies that the members of this class have high standards of success and high standards of character. We believe that the training we have received while in school will help us take our place in the World of Today and Tomorrow as we travel toward the heights that beckon us. By Donna Burman CLASS POEM THOMPSON DAYS Four years ago we walked in school, Our minds were in the sky, For we had left the grades behind, And started at Thompson High. Our Freshman year was hard for us, We thought that we were big. We found in order to pass the grade We really had to dig. Our Sophomore year we weren't so new, We had made the grade at last. Our Junior year we looked ahead, Forgetful of the past. And when at last we reached our goal, And tassels had been turned We thought of those bright days to come, For higher goals we yearned. We 've reached our mark, the grade we've made There 's naught for us to fuss. And so my friends we 've crossed the bay, The ocean lies before us. by I immy Byrne CLASS SONG Tune: Sidewalks of New York Thompson High School We are leaving you We bid farewell to classmates and The friends we love so true Boys and girls together Thank parents and teachers and all Who helped us with our studies Here within these hallowed walls. School day mem'ries That we hold so dear The memories of our classmates ln our hearts will ere ring clear Now's the time for parting And 'we must say adieu Dear old Thompson High School To you we 'll ever be true. by Donna Burman and Marjorie Novak